Finchs head darted up and noticed the new face in the room.
"Well get out the crayons and colour me a *****, ain't you the same guy who was at the airport?" his eyes widened as the realization hit him sqaure in the face like a truckload of bricks.
"YOU sent us here didn't you? Whats the deal? You want us as sex slaves or something?" he added with a grin "If that's the case, I think you should know, I don't play games in the sack." he finished, his smile widening into that same, dopeyfaced, dangerous grin.